Wen Liang was insulted by his brother several times, although they are all surnamed Wen, in fact, they are not very close, and most of the people in this town are surnamed Wen.

Wen Liang couldn't figure it out, he didn't do anything to be sorry for these people, but bullied her wantonly because he was weak.

And rob his house.

Wen Liang gasped, his eyes red staring at Wen Xue.

"Look at what, I'm not convinced, I gouged out your eyeballs, you are a broom star who killed the whole family, and you deserve to look at me with such eyes."

Wen Xue was a little frightened by Wen Liang's eyes, and stretched out his hand to push Wen Liang heavily, and Wen Liang was accidentally pushed to the ground for a while.

Wen Xue rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat Wen Liang, even if he killed someone in this realm, it was not a big deal.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed towards Wen Xue, stretched out a sharp claw and slashed it, and several deep paw prints appeared on Wen Xue's arm, and blood splattered out.

Ning Shu's forequarters were low, and he grinned viciously.

Wen Xue was stunned for a moment, and then wailed in pain.

The others supported Wen Xue one after another, and the blood on Wen Xue's arm couldn't stop flowing.

Wen Xue held his injured arm with one hand and looked at the beast that grabbed him, his whole body was black, all grass and wood ash, and some mud.

Look at the shape...... I really can't tell what it is.

"Ah......h

"Hiss......" Wen Xue inhaled in pain, "Catch this evil beast for me." ”

Wen Liang stood in front of Ning Shu, "The injuries on your hands will definitely rot if you don't deal with them." ”

Of course, Wen Xue knew that Wen Liang was coaxing himself, but the wound was really painful, hot, and this brute was so dirty, what if something really went wrong.

One of them stared at Ning Shu for a long time, "What the hell is this?" ”

Ning Shu squeezed out two rather non-standard dog words from his throat, "Wang, Wang......"

Wen Liang hurriedly said: "If you don't leave, my dog will bite off your neck." ”

The necks of the few people on the opposite side shrunk, and Wen Xueyin stared at Wen Liang and Ning Shu fiercely, "I won't let you go." ”

Several people hurried away.

Wen Liang let out a long breath, closed the door of the compound, turned his head to see Ning Shu, squatted down and said, "Thank you today, otherwise I will be beaten again." ”

Again?

It seems that this is not the first time that the other party has come to the door.

"I'll wash you." Wen Liang saw that Ning Shu's body was covered with ash and mud from the stove hole.

Ning Shu took a step back and didn't let Wen Liang wash himself.

If you really want to wash it and reveal your white hair, you will be skinned and used as a scarf.

Wen Liang thought about it, and didn't insist on bathing Ning Shu.

The gentle look was full of sorrow, obviously worried.

Wen Liang got a little vegetable from the field, cooked a little vegetable soup without oil and water, served a bowl to Ning Shu, and drank a bowl by himself.

Ning Shu stuck out his tongue and licked the vegetable soup in the bowl, this damn instinct!

It would be dark and the day would go by.

It's cold in winter, and it's even colder at night, and there are no lights in the house.

Not even oil lamps.

Wen Liang is usually alone, he can save it, he can't be hungry, and it doesn't matter if he can't see it.

Wen Liang couldn't stand it a little, so he lay down in the quilt, and lay down in the quilt with his clothes closed.

Ning Shu was at the foot of the bed, curled up and began to cultivate.

In this cruel world, you must have the strength to protect yourself and be gentle.

The room was quiet, and only the cold wind howling outside the window could be heard, blowing into the room through the cracks in the window.

"Little fox." A gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Ning Shu whimpered, and his gentle voice suddenly choked a little, lying on the side of the bed and looking at Ning Shu.

"What should I do, when will my father and mother come back, and how sad they should be if they come back and know that my sister is gone." The gentle voice looked sad in the darkness.

"I shouldn't have gone into the mountains that day and left my sister alone at home."

Ning Shu wanted to ask Wen Liang's parents how long they had been gone, what their parents were doing, and how long had her sister been missing?

But the exit is the sound of whimpering.

If it is a gentle wish to find parents and relatives, but the world is so big, it is easy to know how easy it is to talk about one person, let alone several people.

The world is so big, and the hell is so vast that I can't imagine it.

Wen Liang babbled this, and Ning Shu occasionally whimpered, indicating that he would listen again.

Ning Shu wanted to refine some more useful information from Wen Liang's words.

Ning Shu breathed in the aura while listening to Wen Liang's words.

learned that Wen Liang's father was a doctor, and Wen Liang's mother was actually a monk.

On the way back from Father Wen's visit to see someone else's doctor, he heard that he had met a monk who was a demon cultivator and arrested Father Wen's apprentice, and when Wen Liang's mother heard this, she told Wen Liang, who was only seven years old at the time, to take good care of her sister and come back soon.

It's been five years since then.

Wen Liang took care of his sister, who was only five years old, and waited for the family to reunite, but when his sister was eight years old, he lost it.

Usually Wen Liang is like a little adult, alone, but now he has someone to talk to, crying and talking.

It sounds particularly poignant.

Now Wen Liang still holds the expectation that his parents will come back, and he still feels guilty about his sister.

Ning Shu sighed in his heart, Wen Liang's parents are dead, almost ninety percent of the matter, how could Wen Liang not know in his heart, he is just deceiving himself.

And the gentle sister, a girl was abducted and ran away, or she ran out by herself, and the end was not much better.

To be optimistic, some masters took a fancy to the roots of Wen Liang's sister and took her into the cultivation avenue, but if they were not optimistic, they would be reduced to a dirty place.

Moreover, Ning Shu had an even worse guess in his heart, that is, the gentle mother was a monk, and the daughter of the monk was very likely to inherit her mother's roots, yes...... Furnace. Ding the best candidate.

Pick. Yin. Repair. Yang is of course better for monks, and ordinary women's bodies can't resist the destruction of male monks at all, and the effect is not necessarily good.

Ning Shu saw that Wen Liang did not have any cultivation, nor did he cultivate, since his mother was a monk, why didn't Wen Liang's mother teach her son to cultivate?

Is there no spiritual root for meekness?

Ning Shu has a lot of mysteries in her mind,

Wen Liang fell asleep crying, and even whimpered in his dreams.

Ning Shu didn't sleep all night, and after a night of cultivation, some aura repaired the wounds on his body.

Wait until the sky is dark.

Ning Shu jumped lightly on the bed and saw tears on Wen Liang's face, but he was sleeping soundly.

Ning Shu jumped out of bed, got out of the dog hole in the courtyard wall, ran for a distance, and ran to the back mountain.

Ning Shu was gray, and under the background of the snow, it looked even darker and dirtier.